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To Go Back Again
by Jane E PearceThe summer has no vigor this year,
dawns, bashful, hold back, to hide a tear.
The days develope in a neutral hue,
church bells miss their Sunday cue.
Moms,Dads,and children walk to church
heads cast down as if sad.
There is no skipping,no saying"stop
being so bad." The summer
has no vigor this year.
Perhaps,soon the days will shed
the gray with a new born baby's
smile and we can all laugh
and forget a while.
Oh, to go back again and hold
a childs hand in the rain,
tuck him in a bed,warm and good,
then read him a story of Miss Riding Hood.
Oh,to go back again-you, the babies and I
living the years over, never thinking
to die.
Oh to go back again.
06/23/2009 Posted on 06/24/2009
Copyright © 2026 Jane E Pearce
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Christel Crews on 06/24/09 at 01:48 AM jane, this is beautifully sad; thought provoking - making me want to cling to what i have in my life right now. thank you for the reminder that it slips by so much faster than we expect it |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 09/17/09 at 09:20 PM ...jane, tucking a kid in and then having all these thoughts, a put-together-well pome this is. tied-up beautifully by that last stanza and last line...loved it all. |
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